The Young Master’s Bride

Huo Qingge wanted to help her forehead. She had never seen such a small speaker, and she was really not used to it.

Already used to her croaking, she felt uncomfortable when she heard her stutter.

"Miss, let's eat dumplings! Winter Solstice today!"

In the end, Han Bing opened his mouth. He just checked the calendar. Today, during the winter solstice, all the northerners ate dumplings.

In fact, he also wanted to eat dumplings made by Huo Qingge. After eating it last time, he always missed it.

I have to say that the dumpling stuffing made by Huo Qingge tastes very good and very homely. It is not comparable to the dumplings bought outside.

Moreover, Huo and Hanbing especially like to eat dumplings. When they were in the army, the most exciting thing was to make dumplings together. It was very lively.

Don't look at it as a group of big men, but all the dumplings are beautiful.

I have been away from everyone for too long now, but I miss the days at that time very much.

"Yes, I forgot about the winter solstice today, so call them all!"

Huo Qingge always wanted to find a way to get everyone together, and wanted Feng Yan to be lively and lively here.

She knew that although Feng Yan said that he was too annoying and too noisy, Huo Qingge knew that he was just talking about it. In fact, he was very happy that there were so many people in his family.

"Get together again? I'm being suppressed by your man now, so I can't open the pot anymore, come to my house to eat?"

As soon as he heard that he was going to get together, Feng Yan became pretentious again.

"How many dumplings can you still eat?"

Li Beichen looked at Feng Yan, his deep eyes filled with disdain.

He still didn't know that his woman was just getting together again and again for the purpose of feudalism.

Is it tiring to make dumplings? He still feels sorry for his woman, but he is hypocritical.

"Can't stop eating every day! I only ate barbecue yesterday, and I ate dumplings today. What will I eat tomorrow?"

Feng Yan just said that he couldn't prevent firecrackers from knocking on Luo said that all came...

"You can have hot pot tomorrow. The hot pot you ate last time is also delicious..."

The little speaker is a foodie, and she wants to mix everything with it.

Especially when I heard Mu Mu said that the clear soup hot pot made by Sister Song was so delicious last time, she wanted to eat it for a long time.

"If you can eat so much, how could the flame want you? I can't afford it!"

Feng Yanxie laughed and teased the little speaker, but he was very optimistic about these two people.

Don't look at the usual little horn mouth that is very slippery. When you see or mention the flames, you completely stop cooking.

The so-called one thing drops one thing, probably refers to small horns and flames.

"Flame...I don't eat much...and I don't eat fat..."

After hearing Feng Yan's words, the little speaker immediately shook his head at the flame and explained.

It looks very serious and very cute.

"Three bowls of instant noodles, seven grilled sausages, five steamed buns, two bottles of soda, really don't eat too much!"

Hanbing came out in due course to tear down the stage.

When they were training together, this was the appetite of a girl in Little Horn, which really made them shame.

But I have to admit that the small speaker really doesn't get fat no matter how to eat.

For so many years, just eat like this, but also thin bamboo sticks.

Huo Qingge looked at the small speaker in surprise, and watched her lower his head, making sure that Hanbing was right.

I haven't noticed before that Hanbing is quite fond of tearing down the stage and joking.

She used to think that these two brothers were not talking, one was colder than the other.

Perhaps it has something to do with their military temperament, they are always a little shy and not talkative.

People can tell at a glance that this is the soldier brought out by her brother, who gave it a straight look.